Page 87 of Sticks and Stones
When Chris’ leg began shaking, he knew that he wasn’t holding on much longer. Elizabeth was owning that mating, and he was helpless to her.
“Sweetness, more,” he begged as her mouth devoured him, and her hand working his dick over wildly.
Chris couldn’t catch his breath.
This was only going to end one way.
He was going to blow.
To hold on, his hands found her hair, and he buried his fingers deeply into the outrageously riotous curls. Then, he let go of control, giving his wife what she wanted.
His cum.
The switch was flipped, and Sir came to the party. Oh, she’d teased and invited him, and now, he was there.
When he opened his eyes, there was desperation there.
“Make me cum!” he ordered, as her teeth scraped up his erection.
Elizabeth heard the tone.
He was a man on the edge, and about to lose it.
When she teased him even more, switching up the rhythm, he wasn’t having it.
“Bethe!” he growled, his hands tightening in her hair as his hips took over, sliding his rock-hard erection deeper down her throat.
When her lips met the base of his erection, she was choking on his dick. All it took was her squeezing his balls, and the man she loved erupted.
“Oh, God!” he hissed as his body shattered apart and poured down her throat.
Elizabeth held on as he erupted hotly and with so much cum. She was so wet from tormenting him that she couldn’t wait for him to take her on that couch.
Oh, and he would.
She’d bet on it.
If anything, her sexy man was predictable.
As she set his erection free, there was no mistaking that he was still hard. He may have cum, but he wasn’t even close to being done.
Now, the fun would begin.
Pulling her up, she was perched in his lap, his cock pressed tightly against her clit. It was then that he wordlessly began toying with her breasts, feasting on her.
Oh, and Chris was rough.
He went back and forth between them, sucking and tugging with his teeth until she was whimpering in pleasure and pain.
His brain was awash with desperation as all he wanted was her on his dick.
Chris could feel her wetness against his erection, and that made him crave it even more.
When he bit her, she moaned in pleasure, and it was so loud that he was grateful the walls were well-insulated from their neighbors.
His woman was seldom silent during sex.
Well, it was time to make her even louder than she had been.
